Seeing you with her breaks my heart and I just can’t do it anymore. We can’t be friends.”“God Dan, you don’t have to be such a fucking Faggo...t!”The regret kicked in before I could even finish getting those words out of my mouth. I just said the worst thing I could possibly say at this point.Looking at his face I could see all the hurt. He refused to cry and stared a thousand yards past me.“One day, I hope you can learn to love yourself. You hurt me. Get out. Just get out and don’t ever come back. Usake bad mai ek hath ko usake boobs par le jakar usake boobs ko aisa masalane laga jaise ki jaise ki mujhe janat mil gaya haiAur oatho ko aram aram se dhere dhere chusane laga wo dhere dhere siskariya lene lagiIsi dauran mai usaki kamij ko utha kar boobs ko bra se bahar nikal kar apane oatho se chusane laga aur hath ko usake salwar ke andar dalkar usaki panty ko utha karUngali ko usake chut me dalkar andar bhar karane laga wo josh me siskariya lene lagiKuch der bad usaka liquid nikal gaya aur. ..the asking price a bit," she continued, gazing at his now throbbing cock pressing against the confines of his trousers. "I'm sure we can come to an agreement," he said as he watched her close the gap between them, reaching down to unzip his fly. She sank to her knees as she reached inside and pulled his erection out. She brushed her lips against the fat mushroom head and playfully licked the drop of pre-cum which oozed out from the slit. He grasped her head in both hands as she sucked him. She followed my instructions. Meanwhile I went to the washroom to get freshen up. In my mind I was playing what had happened that night nearly 6 years ago. I had given her a similar dress that she wore that night. I wanted to recreate that moment. I wanted everything to be just like that night, except for me. I wouldn’t be scared this time. I would know where to kiss & where to touch.. Those sweet, silky, moist lips won’t haunt anymore. I was dancing inside…A couple of minutes later I entered.